Clean It Up

[Verse 1] In the gnarly winds of the oncoming beast I confuse myself In the choppy woods of the trackless ruts I compose myself [Verse 2] In the chance I took, I'm a broken horse I'm the one who's no good in your eyes Can I change these things? Can I break the spell that you've cast over me? [Chorus] Parallel lines on a slow decline, tractor rape chain Better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain [Outro] Clean it up, clean it up, clean it up, clean it up right now Clean it up, clean it up, clean it up, clean it up right now I said clean it up, clean it up, clean it up, clean it up right now I said clean it up, clean it up, clean it up, clean it up right now